Alphabetical Order

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From the book When the Teacher Isn't Looking

Here at school our seats are
alphabetically assigned.
A’s and B’s are right up front
while Z’s are way behind.

Aaron sits up front in class.
Zack is in the back.
Aaron’s always first in line.
The last is always Zack.

Zack, in fact, is always last
for every little thing.
Last for snack, and last to leave
and last one on the swing.

You’d think it’s bad, but you should see
the sparkle in his eyes
when the cafeteria
serves mystery meat surprise.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 2

 


From the Book When the Teacher Isn't Looking


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